Zenith in Love (Zenith Series #5) - Leanne Davis Page 0,36

chaste kiss, or polite thank you apparently never crossed Jim’s mind.

Kayla lay on her bedroom floor half dressed. Her knees were up and her southern parts were exposed to his gaze as he turned around. Oh. Did that lovely sight catch saintly Jim’s eye? He looked at her hard. Glassy-eyed. Kayla jerked her knees together as she flipped over to preserve her dignity.

A sharp hiss came from behind her. “Kayla?”

Startled at his tone, she remained on the ground, propping up on her elbow and turning onto her side. “What?”

He kneeled down closer to her and was literally staring at her butt looking horrified. Why? So what if she had a bit more junk in the trunk? No one ever got horrified or offended by her ass. It was a great, grabbable, kissable ass. How dare he—?

Jim gently touched it with his hand and rubbed it. Okay, no, it was like a rare and ancient treasure he sought in some Indiana Jones quest. This. Man. Was. Impossible.

“This is why I can’t do this… I’m sorry.”

He sounded so tortured, making her even more confused. What just happened? From beginning to end?

“Can’t do what? And why are you sorry?”

“Look what I did to your skin.”

She was clueless so she turned her head to get a good look at her ass. It was still bare and he cupped it gently with his fingers, which she did enjoy. But his tragic look concerned her. “Oh. The rug burn. Yeah… that was some friction.”

He stared at the red abrasion like she was gushing blood from a severe wound. Startled, she realized he was beating himself up. “Jim… it’s okay. It’s fine. It was hot. I liked it. I’d have told you not to if I didn’t enjoy it and insist that you stop.”

“It’s not okay. I didn’t even notice or think…”

“Well… yeah. But my butt was under us, invisible to the naked eye.”

He didn’t even pretend to laugh or smile. She liked the softer touch he had now, juxtaposed with how he was earlier: rough, hard, and lacking finesse.

“Make it up to me.” Her eyes grew heavy as she wiggled her butt and flipped onto her stomach. She opened her legs just enough to convey the message of what she wanted from him.

He was a quick study. Both hands softly caressed the tender, irritated, ample globes of her white butt. Rubbing her cheeks gently back and forth, she was ready to melt into a wonderful puddle of sensuous goo if he continued. Rubbing, gliding, sliding his fingertips back and forth, he kept teasing her by not quite touching the one place that suddenly swelled and stood at attention for him to notice. She was so wet and ready, it was dripping down the inside of her thigh.

She moaned as she luxuriated in his touch. Giving a little butt jiggle when she grew dizzy at having him so near, so close, she sighed when he finally trailed a finger along her seam. He stayed there, just barely touching her. The pressure was growing and aching until it hurt, but the anticipation of almost being there was intoxicating.

She abandoned all pretense of modesty and raised her hips higher as she spread herself open and pushed her hips back to receive him. Eyes closed and so close, she begged, “Please… please… touch me.”

He gently sank two fingers inside her and she cried out and buried her face in her own hands. He withdrew his fingers and the wetness clung to him as he slid them around and inside her. She whimpered and then… oh. Releasing the groan from deep inside her, Jim responded by kissing her deeply. Oh, his tongue. Seeking her most sensitive, needy areas, his tongue was capable of so many things. Rising onto her knees and as undignified as ever, Kayla kept pushing her hips towards that wet, beautiful source of magnificent heat. She had no idea what their position might look like. Her head down, eyes shut tightly, she was totally lost in a fabulous ocean of sensations that went beyond anything she ever imagined happening sexually.

His tongue licked her and his fingers joined in as she was all but crying. When the feeling overwhelmed her, she gripped the carpet fibers to ground herself from the wild, screaming ecstasy she felt throughout her entire body.

Again and again, wave after endless wave of pleasure overtook her. Shoving her sleeve into mouth to muffle the sounds she failed to stifle no matter how hard she tried, she